Chapter 63 The Control of Heat When Decoction
Chapter 63 The Control of Heat When Decoction
Ever since Lu Yangyang had that dream, she has had no expectations of her family.
Her feelings toward her mother, Lan, were somewhat complicated.
She never intended to treat her as her mother.
She didn't know what her mother would be like; she couldn't imagine it.
She also longed for her mother's love, but what exactly is a mother's love?
She had no idea.
She knew that Lan would never kick Sheng Yunzhu out for her sake, nor would she ever show unconditional favoritism towards her alone, so she never expected that one day a mother-daughter bond would develop between them.
Without expectations, there will naturally be little hatred.
She didn't harbor much resentment towards Lan.
Therefore, her relationship with Madam Lan was just like any other person's, a simple give-and-take. Aside from not agreeing to kick Sheng Yunzhu out, Madam Lan treated her well in other ways and made no demands on her. Lu Yangyang was quite satisfied with this arrangement. She was certain there was no such thing as incompatibility, but she worried that her presence might have caused some kind of change, leading to Madam Lan's deteriorating health, which was why she was so concerned about Madam Lan's illness.
She never imagined that Lan would apologize to her.
This left Lu Yangyang momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
Did Lan wrong her?
Of course, whatever her original intention, she lost her and didn't look for her for a long time, and didn't realize she had the wrong person. After finally finding her, she was too soft-hearted to give up the other one. So what about the more than ten years of suffering she endured for being framed?
Let's not even talk about whether Sheng Yunzhu is innocent or not. Even if Sheng Yunzhu is innocent, what about her?
It's a huge joke to expect her to get along with her enemy's daughter and sisters without any reservations.
Lu Yangyang remained silent.
Lan's tears fell suddenly, falling more and more fiercely. She gripped Lu Yangyang's hand tightly, her lips trembling, but no sound came out.
Saying sorry once is an apology, but saying it many times becomes a burden.
"I can't accept your apology right now, because your apology won't change anything." After thinking for a while, Lu Yangyang still spoke truthfully.
She knew that Lan was feeling resentful, but she simply couldn't bring herself to deceive her.
Hearing her words, Madam Lan nodded hurriedly, holding her hand and smiling again, "Mother knows, Mother knows that nothing I say now can make up for the suffering you've endured all these years. Yangyang, there's nothing Mother can do for you anymore, it's my fault, but you're wonderful, you're truly wonderful. Mother is just so regretful, so regretful that time was too short, that there's no chance to make up for it, so I'm really sorry... Mother hopes that in the future, you can do what you love, and be happy and joyful, then Mother will be content..."
Perhaps this is her punishment; she lost her daughter, finally found her, and then broke her heart.
It wasn't until she suddenly became critically ill that she realized how terribly wrong she had been.
But there was no time or opportunity to make up for it.
“Madam, Miss…” Granny Hui came over and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Lan’s tears. “Madam, please don’t cry. The head of the hospital just said that as long as you take good care of yourself, there is still hope for your recovery. I will go and ask someone to get the medicine right away. Even if it’s just for Miss’s sake, you have to get better.”
With tears in her eyes, Granny Hui gently comforted her.
Lu Yangyang released Lan Shi's hand. She wasn't good at comforting people, but she also said, "Listen to the imperial physician and take good care of yourself."
Lan nodded: "Okay, okay..."
“Yes, yes, Madam, let’s listen to the imperial physician. This servant will personally prepare the medicine…” As Hui Mama spoke, she suddenly stopped, a look of surprise flashing across her face.
“Miss, you know a little about medicine. Is the heat for decocting medicine really that important?” Granny Hui asked abruptly.
"Hmm?" Lu Yangyang recalled the instructions from the head of the hospital earlier and thought for a moment. "The heat is indeed important. Just like cooking, the heat will affect the efficacy of the medicine. But as long as it is not done very deliberately, it will not have a big impact normally."
“Yes, yes, I suppose the imperial physician gave these instructions hoping the medicine would be more effective and beneficial to Madam.” Granny Hui nodded and said to Lu Yangyang, “Madam should rest now, Miss, please go back first.”
"Okay." Lu Yangyang stood up and said to Madam Lan, "You should get some rest."
Then he turned and left.
When Lu Yangyang left, Granny Hui's face was deathly pale, and her hands were trembling slightly.
"What?" Lan asked softly, "Why do you need to send Yangyang away?"
Granny Hui broke out in a cold sweat, slightly bewildered: "If it were just normal decoction, the imperial physician wouldn't have made such a fuss about the heat. How could a wealthy family's decoction be affected by the heat? But the imperial physician specifically reminded us twice, saying that a slight error could lead to a huge mistake. The medicine, Madam, the medicine you had a while ago, I'm afraid there's something wrong with it..."
"Perhaps I'm overthinking it, but, but..."
But once the thought arises, it's impossible to control.
The medicine was faulty, which is why it made things worse. Madam's health had indeed been damaged in the past, and she was often weak, but she had managed to get through it all over the years. She had her pulse checked every month and hadn't reached the point of being terminally ill.
Even though the girl's return was a blow to her, causing her to fall ill, she was far from being beyond saving; it had only been less than a month.
Unless, unless someone did it on purpose.
But why?
Who in this mansion could have such thoughts?
The Duke was not interested in women and had only two or three concubines in his household. They had competed for his favor in the past, but the Duke's mind was not on them, so their efforts were futile. They would never set their sights on the mistress.
And who could it be...?
For a moment, Granny Hui was flustered, but Madam Lan was momentarily dazed before calming down.
"Don't let anyone see this. Don't trust anyone in this house. Go to the Lan family and invite my sister-in-law over. Tell her I'm seriously ill and need her to help with Ayao's wedding. First, quietly look for the dregs from the medicine you decocted before. If you don't find them, collect the medicine that hasn't been decocted yet. Make another copy of the medicine prescribed by the head physician and have someone get it, then send another copy to the Lan family." Madam Lan calmly instructed.
“Madam…” Granny Hui called out softly.
Lan's voice was barely audible, "In this mansion, no one can be trusted, not even my husband."
Granny Hui was so frightened that she covered Lan's mouth. Lan closed her eyes and said, "I'm tired. I'll rest for a while."
Granny Hui released her and quickly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.
The Duchess's courtyard had several head maids, first-class maids, second-class maids, third-class maids, and various maids and old women, totaling dozens of people. However, after that disaster, most of the trusted confidants brought from the Lan family were replaced.
Lady Lan had been in this mansion for over twenty years. She wasn't afraid of any of the monsters or demons in the mansion, but she couldn't guard against the people she trusted.
……
When Lu Yangyang left Lan's house, the people who had been guarding the hall were gone.
As she walked back, she couldn't help but recall what Granny Hui had said: the proper heat for decocting the medicine.
The head physician explained the heat control for decocting the medicine twice. Could it be that there's really a problem with the heat control? Or... Lu Yangyang paused. Could it be that there's something wrong with the medicine?
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